GOLD MASK

CHAPTER 27

I allowed him to grip tightly on my hand and guide me down to the basement. It was still like before, the bed still sat in the corner, with the whips and canes hanging off of hooks on the wall. Numerous cupboards were present, and I smiled when I saw the candles--still wrapped--stacked on the floor. I looked to Mfihlo and watched him as he smiled down at me. "Where do you want me? Mistress?"

This is really happening.

"Strip. And lay on the bed for me. Lets see if you are a good boy,” I answered with the best Luna--Alpha type tone I could muster.

"Yes Mistress," he bowed his head as a show of obedience, which made me wonder if he was even in this position before. The smile never left his face as he took off his clothes and laid on the bed. I gather the rope from where I saw him take it from the last time, and got on top of him, settling on his stomach.

"What has you so amused?" I asked, working on bounding his wrists.

"You do, Mistress. You asking to take the reigns fascinates me,” I gave him a loud clap, and he bucked from under me. "Stop smiling.

"Hit me again Mistress, please."

I shook my head, then got off him, taking off my clothes. "Show me that you deserve it first." Then I was on top of his again. Using the bare headboard as my anchor, as I lowered myself onto his mouth. He took a deep do breath, making my lady parts tickle before he got to work, lapping my sex like his life depended on this single performance. I threw my head back, and rode his face, occasionally lifting myself up to give him space to breath, because at the back of my head, I was afraid that I might snap his neck or something. He groaned, the vibration making my inside curl, then I exploded. I leaned on the headboard, taking deep breaths, and relishing in my high. I got off him, and the smile was back. Another slap met him cheek. "Say thank you."

"Thank you letting me taste you, Mistress. And for the slap.” I rewarded him with a kiss, feeling how he was aching touch me. I backed up on his dick, sliding my wet folds over his throbbing length, and leaving a messy trail on his abdomen. I had so much planned for this switch, but the feel of his penis made me abandon them, and I was sliding onto his length. I shut my eyes, and bit my lip, enjoying feeling him throb. "You just couldn't wait to hug my cock, could you?"

I gave him another slap. "Stop being smug. You aren't being a very good boy."

"But I am right. Don't worry Mistress, your tight pussy had the same effect on me."

"Stop talking,” I urged. I couldn't have him throbbing inside me, and talking at the same time, that was a very lethal combination. I finally got over the sensation, then looked down at him--straight in the eyes. He tried to put on a brave face, but I could see that the contact was straining him." Beg."

I took in a sharp breath, "Please Mistress. Fuck me. Use me for your pleasure. Let me make for feel better." I gave him a slap, but that one made my hand sting. "Is that best you can do? Beg for it like you need. Like you can't fucken live with it. I know you can do better that that, Pet. Show your Mistress how much you like being her cum slut."

"I can't live without you," he looked at me with that stupid grin. I closed my eyes. He's just trying to throw me off my game--and it's working, I held onto his shoulders and started moving. Lips trapped between my teeth. My head thrown back. And my eyes closed. My moans and the sound of our bodies clapping against each other, was the only audible sound. I loved that he chose to keep quiet, allowing me to focus on the pleasure and this moment. I circled my hand around his neck and went faster, chasing the orgasm that was fast approaching, but then my movements slagged, and I felt tired. Mfihlo noticed, and started drilling me from the bottom. I took a deep breath, marveled by how deep he was going.

"Oh God!....Shit! Mfihlo,” my nails sunk into the his shoulders feeling our body become one as our sexual juices fused together. I hummed, the familiar sensation of his sperm swimming inside me hit harder then any time before. I laid on his chest with my ragged breaths dominating. "You did good, Pup." He praised. I smiled his chest. I did good. I did good.

…

Being a hands-on business woman was a full time job and I won’t lie, it was tiring. The only free time I got was at night. My life had turned into a routine. Wake up, go to gym, go to work, come back and sleep. Luckily I had hired two more cooks so I had a bit of time to breathe now.

After a month of opening, the food truck was doing quite well and our clientele grew each and every day. We even had regulars ordering at least 5 times a week. So the business was booming and we were gaining more and more followers on our social media account each and every day.

Just to make up for our launch, we had an upcoming event. A Valentines’ Day celebration type of event. But it was going to be open for couples and also friends and relatives, as long as you come in pairs. We had a surprise dish that was going to be served on the day and free desert if you order a three course meal. Just like last time, we were going to hire a stretch tent with chairs and tables, entertainment and a professional photographer. I think Fiona and Nomnotho were the ones who were more excited about this than me.

“Azania there is someone here to see you.” one of the cooks which I had hired said. Her name was Ziningi. I had hired both genders just to balance everything. I nodded at her and looked outside the window. I scoffed when I saw who it was. I climbed off the truck and stalked towards her.

“I am not here to fight.” She said raising her hands up in surrender when I was a few feet away from her.

“Then what do you want?” I question folding my arms to my chest.

She gestured at one of the tables under the carport in front of the foot truck where customers sit while waiting for their orders. “Can we sit?” I huffed before sitting down. She sat across me. “Azania, I have never been bad to you. Even when my mother and aunts chased you guys out, I didn’t rejoice in that. I have never lived on the streets before but I can tell that it’s not easy and back then, even when we were cousins, I didn’t wish for you guys to end up in the streets but there was nothing I can do. I am sorry for the treatment you guys received.”

I exhaled loudly and placed my hands on the table, leaning forward. “So what brings you here?”

“I am availing myself for the DNA testing just to prove that you and I are really siblings.” Something didn’t add up here.

“You are two years younger than me. How did you come about?” she cleared her throat and shifted uncomfortably.

“Your mother worked really hard and sometimes night shifts when you were young. So she would ask my mother to come and watch you. This one evening, your father came while your mother was working the night shift and she had asked for my mother to watch you. Mom seduced him and they slept together. It happened once but one round is all it take to form a human. When mom found out about me, she moved away for 3 years and then came back.”

“This shit sounds like a telenovela. Straight out of a movie plot.”

“But it’s the truth.”

“Just know that if we do this DNA thing, you will fund it.” I said already standing up.

“I don’t mind. Just choose a doctor and set up an appointment. I don’t want you saying I tricked you guys or anything like that.” she stated also standing up.

“Where are you currently staying?” I mentally kicked myself in the head soon after the last word left my mouth. I shouldn’t care about her or her whereabouts. She chuckled a bit.

“No matter what struggles you come across in life, you will never change who you are. A caring person. Anyways I am a big girl. I am staying at an apartment in Midrand.” A car stopped by the side of the road. A luxurious sports car. “That’s my ride.” She handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number, call me.” she walked away gracefully swaying her ass side to side in an emerald green mini dress and nude strappy heels.